a tree stands tall
the oceans fair deep
the mountains crane their
white capped eyes
to see the wind wipe
a stray tear away from
GOD'S perfect cheek
for be it that we are
quite truly here
man is at best
an ungrateful wreck
needing much care
by the good shepherd's
mindful keep
as we are all
ORPHANS FOR THE BRIEFEST TIME
in a valley that is so dark and steep
Melissa
(written Feb 6,2004 235am)